World War 1 Poems

This week we ended our ANZAC 

work with world war 1 poems.

Here is 1 of them by Taylah.

 As your eyes beam out with tears,
Your stomach explodes with fears,

My face goes red as I start to cry,
As I see my best friend fall and die.

I lunge slowly up to the front line,

I think to myself its time to shine,

Heaven is calling me as I start to die,

I don’t know if today is the right time.

Bullets to the chest bullets to the throat,

I stumble down; down I hit the ground,

Wild thoughts go through eternal darkness in my dreams,
This seems I have no pain running through my veins.